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ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2023-10-08 02:52 pm (UTC)


( This... was not his sight to rue, not his ruin to bear. A tragedy unfolding in the shape of withered scars, malign upon a cleaved soul. He feels them, reverberating, copied unto his own memories.

Ah-Xing, you will learn. The likes of brutal killers never do. It is not their own survival that eludes them, only the significance of that of others. Wen Kexing screams, as if he wishes to surgically extricate the part of himself that spawns monsters. To cut, to tear, to rip free.

Lan Wangji should assist him, after the creature's dissolution, flecks of dust and motes of trickling shadow. He raises Bichen, a barrier between Wen Kexing and giving pursuit.

A mad dog must be stilled early. Culled, elsewise. )


You will not. ( Definitive. ) There may be people. ( Unlikely. ) Bones.

( Requiring appeasement. ) Your hardship is ended.


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